A candid night of music, memory, and choosing how to live the one life we get on this spinning rock. Article & Photos by Vaneza Gutiérrez Wyckoff I walked into the Neptune Theatre chasing something familiar — the kind of catharsis only the lyrics of your youth, long buried in the recesses of your mind, can unlock. Little did I know that I would walk out with something far more personal. What unfolded onstage wasn’t just a two-hour rock performance, rather a revealing conversa

A night of intimacy and reflection that warmed a winter crowd. Article and Photos contributed by Vaneza Gutiérrez Wyckoff January 19th at Showbox SoDo had the crowd of concert-goers feeling like their own cozy little world tucked inside the grungy brick venue walls — even as the chilly winter air outside made it clear just how deep into January the PNW was. By showtime, the room was already humming, bodies packed shoulder to shoulder, phones raised and waiting, the anticipati

The reasoning behind some of the greatest songs in history never made it to the top spot on the charts.  Just imagine, hearing the same songs everywhere you go - at a bar, a mall, a grocery store, or the radio, and thinking that there is no way it didn’t hit the number one spot on the charts. The reality is that some of the songs that marked our middle school, high school, or college experiences didn’t even come close to that coveted spot.

There was a time when genres held real power. They were the industry’s filing system, the listener’s compass, the cultural shorthand for who you were and what you stood for. If you said you were into rock, people made assumptions about your personality. If you said you loved pop, people assumed something entirely different. Genres carried weight, identity, and meaning.